I believe I promised to recount the great comic book purge. Well, last weekend I visited my mom, with the express purpose of helping clean out the closets. Specifically, about 8 or 10 years' worth of comics from my little brother's and my youth, taking up a whole lot of space. I was to box them and bring them home with me. So let's start here, shall we?
This is/was the closet in my old bedroom. I told you it was a wreck. See why a kid takes his life in his hands if he climbs in there for hide-and-seek? You slip on those suckas, you could crack your head open. I assure you though, the floor of the closet looked much different when I was in high school. On top of the comics were my collection of Famolares shoes. And some wadded-up Dittos jeans. So that's better.
Notice the closet door buckles outward. This does not bode well.
After pulling a few dozen loose magazines out, there were still three or four sagging boxes within. Now, I hereby swear, by all that is holy and good, those wrestling magazines were NOT MINE. I do NOT know how, what, whence, or any of those other question words.
We pulled them outta there in handfuls, and sorted by Marvel, DC, Western, and indie. You can see that X-Men and Daredevil already rate their own boxes. My brother and I used to be devoted fans, to the extent we took subscriptions to these two titles (not to the extent that we'd bag and board them - puh-lease).
My mother helped me sort by title, and box them, and everything. We had fun, and she was so cool about it all. She didn't have to pitch in; it wasn't her mess, except in the existential sense.
Last but not least, this is my brother's closet. Hey, we have no more secrets now.
To our surprise, there weren't nearly as many comics in here - only about two dozen or so. After I moved out, he must have moved all his comics to my closet. Ah, which would explain the wrestling mags! I swear!
Cool! I have a buttload of spider man from the 80s, and a lot of xmen, too. Hard to know what to do with them. A legacy for the kids, I guess.
Posted by: Jo | January 30, 2005 at 09:11 AM
So while you were "in the closet" did you find Sponge Bob and Patrick? Huuh Huuh Huuh....
"Shut up Beavis"
Is there any limit to the stupidity of some people and "certain groups"? Do these people have absolutely nothing better to do with their time than play tic tac toe with the angels sitting on the head of a pin and go after the COMPLETELY imaginary sexual orientation of cartoon characters? Hell, we all know Sponge Bob is gay, but it's a 100% adult "injoke" that I seriously doubt kids will get, no more than any kid of my generation was seriously tempted to cross-dress just because we saw Bugs Bunny in drag. I mean, I wasn't tempted to do so, but if anyone out there in fact did end up as a female impersonator because of those cartoons, hey, not there's anything wrong with it....!
If any child is "tempted" into a career of alternative lifestyle behavior because of Sponge Bob, it'll be because some retarded (sorry, developmentally challenged) adult made a point of denying the kid acess to SBSP and telling him/her why, over and over again....
You can call me back with serious objections when they start airing Sponge Bob and Patrick vacationing in Provincetown or San Francisco...And ONLY if they start hitting the leather bars before 9pm!!
Posted by: Anthony | January 31, 2005 at 05:29 AM
I am wondering what poster you have tacked to your closet door?
Posted by: ann | January 31, 2005 at 05:55 AM
It's John Steinbeck, and I think it was a promotion for a reprint of Travels with Charley.
And Anthony, I agree with your non sequitor. It's too bad so few people will read it in this comments section. Now, if it were a blog post ...
Posted by: pam | January 31, 2005 at 06:34 AM